[ The drifter watches as Altria peruses the shop's selection, noting how her expression changes as she beholds certain dresses. At the very least, by the time she picks out a dress, it does look like she's not hesitating in picking out something she prefers, rather than something she thinks would fit the occasion. Good.

He eyes her selection, his eyes flickering between the dress and her, despite her best attempt to hide behind her choice. He had been thinking of La Signora when he thought of elegant dresses, but that's certainly not Altria's style. This fit her cheerful personality better.

But they're not here to settle on first choices. He's here to help her shine, and be confident while she's at the gala. So he wants to know how far her comfort level goes. ]

Not a bad choice. But before we settle on that, let's pick out a few other dresses.

[ He browses the racks, ignoring all but the red dresses. Eventually, he pulls out two dresses. He raises them towards her. ]

What do you think about these two?